Shen Nian stared at Fu Hanye fiercely, his eyes gradually turning red.
Her lips and jaw moved, and it took a long time before a harsh voice came out of her throat: "You really want me to die, don't you?"
Fu Hanye felt a pain in his heart and looked away.
Such actions, in Shen Nian's eyes, were a sign of guilty conscience.
Tears were about to fall from her eyes. She tried to open her eyes wide and ignored the pain in her heart:
"Tonight, if you don't give me my father's ashes, you can never leave."
Fu Hanye snorted coldly. He threw away the umbrella in his hand and let the heavy rain fall on him. In an instant, his hair was wet and his whole body was wet, but he didn't even care.
He opened his wet trouser legs, walked back a few steps, opened the car door, and sat in.
The water on his trouser legs flowed down to his feet, leaving puddles of water stains on the car mat.
Such a clean person, at this moment, everything seems to be unimportant.
"Dynasty, drive."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Nian rushed over, opened the car door, and sat in. She firmly grabbed Fu Hanye's soaked sleeves:
"You can't take my father away, Fu Hanye."
She gritted her teeth and was so angry that her whole body was shaking.
She didn't want to have a conflict with the man, but she couldn't bear it any longer.
Jiang Qifei got up from the ground, covered with rain and water vapor. He patted the car window with an anxious look on his face:
"Fu Hanye, you can't treat Nian Nian like this."
Fu Hanye stared at Jiang Qifei and suddenly smiled, with a Shura smile on his face:
"Dynasty, I told you to drive, are you deaf?"
Wang Dynasty did not dare to hesitate any longer, started the car, and drove out. Jiang Qifei chased him out. Because he could not see, he was faced with the cold wind and the black smoke emitted from the exhaust pipe, causing him to fall to the ground.
In a moment, the golden continent disappeared into the sky and the rain curtain.
Shen Nian turned around and happened to see Jiang Qifei falling. She stood up and wanted to get out. The car door was locked. Shen Nian banged the car door hard, but it didn't move at all.
All the grievances, all the pain, and the accumulated anger in my heart were all vented in an instant.
She clenched her little hands into fists and began to beat Fu Hanye's shoulders. Fu Hanye ignored her and just hugged the urn in his arms tightly.
Shen Nian tried his best but couldn't get the ashes back.
Finally, she was tired of beating and shouting, and she lay down on the car seat.
The man next to her ignored her and kept a dark face the whole time.
The car finally stopped.
When Wang Chao turned off the engine and jumped out of the car, he held an umbrella and walked directly to the back seat.
The car door opened, Fu Hanye got out of the car, and Chao Chao hurriedly chased after him.
Shen Nian got out of the car without any hesitation.
Because he ran too fast, water splashed under his feet.
"Fu Hanye."
Shen Nian called the man's name.
Rushing into the living room eagerly.
There was no one in the living room.
She went directly upstairs. The door of the master bedroom was not closed. When she entered, she saw the man's clothes that he had just taken off in the clothes basket. The water droplets from the clothes dripped on the white carpet. The white carpet had an obvious line separating wet and dry areas. .
There was a dripping sound from the bathroom.
Shen Nian went crazy and started looking for ashes in the room. However, she searched them all and couldn't find the urn.
She ran downstairs.
Seeing that Wang Chao was about to walk out, she stepped forward, grabbed the assistant, and said in an impatient voice:
"Dynasty, where are my father's ashes?"
Chao Chao glanced upstairs with a troubled expression:
"Sister Shen, I..."
"Dynasty, I just want my father's ashes. Once I get them, I'll leave."
Wang Chao caught a glimpse of the figure at the corner of the stairs. He didn't dare to say anything, peeled off Shen Nian's hand holding his clothes, and left with a helpless expression.
The door closed and the room fell into a deathly silence.
Shen Nian knew that she and Fu Hanye were the only two people in this room.
Knowing that Fu Hanye couldn't give her the ashes, she started looking for them in every corner of the living room.
I searched everywhere and couldn't find it.
Shen Nian felt that she couldn't continue searching aimlessly like this, so she turned upstairs again.
Fu Hanye had already taken a shower. He was wearing a black nightgown and white pajamas. The straps of his pajamas were untied. You could see drops of water dripping from his well-textured chest. His eight-pack abs were vaguely visible, and he was full of sexual tension. .
"Fu Hanye."
Shen Nian walked over, his voice trembling.
"Give me daddy's ashes, okay?"
There was no arrogance in her, only sadness.
Fu Hanye's eyes were locked on her fair face, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly:
"Your father is also my father-in-law. I cannot place his ashes randomly. Don't worry, I will keep him well."
Afraid that she would think too much, he added:
"This way, bad guys will no longer make a fuss about him to threaten you."
Shen Nian's eyes flickered, staring at him closely, staring hard, and suddenly he laughed, so hard that he couldn't help but burst into tears:
"Aren't you the one who used my father's ashes to hold me hostage?"
Fu Hanye's pupils shrank, and anger spread out bit by bit on his handsome face.
The man raised his sword eyebrows lightly, his voice was cold and cold:
"Do you think I dug up your father's ashes?"
"Isn't it?"
Without any hesitation, Shen Nian blurted out.
Fu Hanye's heart felt as if something cold was being stabbed through it. A lingering pain spread across his heart, so painful that his internal organs seemed to have shifted.
"very good."
He nodded.
His eyes were cold and terrifying.
His whole body was filled with the cold aura of the King of Hell.
He grabbed her hand, pulled her to the dressing table, and pointed at the woman in the mirror:
"Shen Nian, take a good look, what have you become?"
Shen Nian slowly raised her eyes, and what caught her sight was a woman with extremely white skin, crimson eyes, and hanging hair.
The gray prison uniform on the woman's body was covered with traces of dirt.
She looks like a crazy woman.
"What's wrong?"
Her voice was very light, as light as air breaking.
It seemed like he was asking himself, and also like he was asking the man who held his hand.
"Am I not as beautiful as Miss Qiao who is always beautiful?"
Finally, she said again:
"Aren't you the one who forced me to be like this?"
The corner of Fu Hanye's mouth twitched, the coldness in his eyes came out bit by bit, and his voice was mocking:
"Shen Nian, you let a strong woman fuck someone else, was it me who forced you to do it?"
Shen Nian closed his eyes, and when he opened them, they were extremely bright:
"I don't."
Fu Hanye's voice was like cold ice on the lake:
"Is the testimony given by your biological mother false?"
Shen Nian didn't find it strange that Fu Hanye would say such things.
After loving him for three years and serving him for three years, Shen Nian was already bruised and bruised.
Devastated everywhere.
Yes, even the judge would not believe her biological mother's testimony.
She is Li Xianglan’s biological child!
"Do you still want to say that I killed grandma too?"
Facing Shen Nian's dull face, Fu Hanye snorted and let go:
"At least, you have an indirect reason."
Sure enough, Fu Hanye is no different from Qiao Anan. Because he doesn't love, he can hurt him without any scruples.
She glanced past him to the pouring rain outside the window, murmuring to herself:
"I was wrong."
Now that you know you are wrong, you have to change it.
She wants to change, but who gives her a chance?
She seemed to have reached a dead end because of this relationship, and it was too late to get out.
She clenched her fists and asked helplessly and painfully:
"What will it take for you to give me your ashes?"
Seeing her compromise, the chill in the corners of Fu Hanye's eyes and brows slowly faded away.
He put his arms around her waist, as if he didn't mind the mess on her body:
"As long as you are willing to leave that man, I can ignore the past grudges and even fish you out."
Shen Nian's eyes were dull:
"Jiang Qifei?"
The man did not speak. After endless silence, Shen Nian spoke again:
"He's just an innocent man."
The chill in Fu Hanye's eyes burst out again:
"He is innocent, am I a heinous villain?"
"You even..."
The man's gaze fell from her face, and the slightly protruding belly hit his face like a fierce slap.
The pain made his body tremble.
He couldn't say the words "I even have a child."
Weng - Weng - Weng -
The phone ring broke the silence.
Fu Hanye answered the phone with an impatient voice:
"What's wrong?"
"Mr. Fu, the people from the detention center are chasing us. Several police cars are about to stop at the door."
Dynasty’s voice was surprisingly loud.
He was worried about Shen Nian.
Fu Hanye didn't say anything and picked up the phone. He didn't even look at Shen Nian and left on foot. Shen Nian didn't know where the man had gone. She stood there, motionless, like a dead person.
As soon as Fu Hanye walked out, Chao Chao came over and shouted anxiously:
"what to do?"
Fu Hanye made a phone call and walked under the eaves. The sound of sirens getting closer and closer gradually became smaller and finally disappeared completely in the rain.
The only sound that echoed in my ears was the sound of pouring rain.
Dynasty suddenly breathed a big sigh of relief.
When the alarm was lifted, Fu Hanye did not go in immediately, but stood under the eaves for a long time.
Chao Chao didn't dare to leave or ask, so he waited quietly.
"Let that man disappear completely."
Fu Hanye's voice, bone-chilling, echoed in Wang Chaoyang's ears over and over again.
Dynasty knew that Mr. Fu was completely angry this time.
No more kindness and softness.
When Fu Hanye entered the room, Shen Nian was still sitting on the bed in a daze. Her prison clothes were changed into pajamas. Her hair was wet, and water dripped from the tips of her hair onto her clothes, but she didn't care.
Fu Hanye found a hair dryer, plugged it in, and was about to dry the woman's hair. As soon as his fingertips touched the hair, she swung it away.
How had the arrogant Mr. Fu ever been so angry?
He threw the hair dryer directly, and his words were cold and cold:
"Chen Nian, I applied for another three days of bail for you, and also used my connections. The detention center will no longer pursue your escape. I will attend the court session tomorrow with you."
Shen Nian's expression was still dull.
"Don't think that I will be grateful to you."
"unnecessary."
He did this not in need of her thanks.
He looked at her with cold eyes:
"I did this just because I was husband and wife. I couldn't bear to see you suffer."
Mr. Fu, do you want to be so tough?
You obviously like her.
If you like it, will you die?
